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It was a tiny little camera. It took tiny pictures. That you could stick on things, if you got the sticky film. (The pictures were as small as post stamps.)

For a whole year I looked for the version of it that was also digital.* Never found it. I shot a few films with it. They were kind of expensive.

By the time I could afford more film, they stopped making it. It stayed in the closet, as new. The other day I turned it on and it even made the sound that its flash was warming up.(I had forgotten to take out the batteries.)

Which is more productive than what I was previously doing: watching too many old episodes of The Big Bang Theory.*

Which is really how I remembered that once, a long time ago when I worked in L.A. I was on a photo assignment at Saks in Pasadena, and on the way to the car I stopped and took some non-work related pictures.

Ah, Kodak, you made good films. I always liked how they were way less green than Fuji. We had some good times. I hope you won’t die like Polaroid.

I got this idea stuck in my head after being in Santorini for about two seconds earlier this month. That over the years I have lived or stayed in a lot of places with great views. And maybe I had pictures of those views somewhere?

(I did. Mostly on film. These are a lot of them. Also the first shot of the last post.)

My friend Alex used to say, it doesn’t matter how your place looks really, only where your door opens out to.

He also used to say: “Sleep is so good. It’s the best. You can’t buy that shit.” But that wisdom is for a different post.